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Dear Mr Curly,
I have done little travelling lately because I have been so dreadfully weary. Can it be true as the old Ecclesiastes said; that all things lead to weariness? Surely not. Perhaps the opposite is true: that all nothings lead to weariness. I have a peculiar feeling, Curly, that I am worn out from something I haven't yet done and the more I don't do it, the more exhausted I become. How strange. Could it be something I haven't realised? Perhaps it's something I haven't said? Something I haven't finished! It must be very large and true whatever it is and a lively struggle in the doing but I look forward to it immensely. I know I need it. First, however, I must curl up in my chair and sleep deeply with the duck. Perhaps I'll dream of this thing and wake up refreshed and do it. My fond wishes to you Mr. Curly, and to all Curly Flat.
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P.S. Not having breakfast can make you weary. That's for sure!
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"Very well," Fendros said, the initial disappointment disappearing from his face. He wanted to be careful not to shoot towards the camp but he trusted Ahnasha to keep the creature in position. He pulled a few arrows from his quiver and gave a confident smirk. "I'll go first this time, I think."
Janius rook Kaleeth's hand absand stood up with the rest of them. "I think I'm curious as well?" He chuckled with a hint of humility, "Either that or I'm going to have a sudden need to practice more."
They did not have to look very hard for Sabine. They spotted her coming towards them a few moments after Peiter emerged. She was clothed and looking bright, but Meesei knew the smell on her well. Sabine walked up and gave Meesei, Kaleeth, and Janius all a quick hug each as she addressed them. "Hello. Where are the others?"
Gallus' pack meeting started as soon as Peiter joined them. They were seated slightly out of the way, but still close to their's and Meesei's pack's tents. Gallus stood to begin speaking, the gravity of his tone distracting from his strange smell and appearance.
"Alright, so, I wanted to catch up with everyone before sundown, when everyone was still more awake, but this'll have to do." Gallus took a deep breath. "I will not paint a false picture for you all. This battle tomorrow will be the largest that any of you have been involved in. It will be more spread out than Bruma. If you are on the field to fight, it is unlikely that you will not fight. Given the danger that we will be stepping into, I want to be absolutely sure that everyone is ready. Those of us going in will be sticking together, no exceptions but on my orders. Keep your defences raised, stay in formation, and most of all...do what you always do; look out for one another."
Gallus gave a moment for the words to sink in before he continued. "Now, it stands that we couldn't have known to get into anything of this scale when we left Bruma. It's frankly unfair for me to drag you all into this. However, I wouldn't do it if I didn't think any of you were capable. As well, you're my pack. I care about you all. I, and those around you, shall do their utmost to keep you safe. This battle means a lot to many fellow lycans." Gallus nodded to one side. "That said, if any of you no longer wish to take part tomorrow --" Gallus pushed his upturned palm through the air, "-- now's the time. If you have any general concerns as well, now's the time."
Tzirret knew that he was already staying out of the fight, so he just wrapped his arms around his knees and kept quiet.
Uthri was the first to answer. "You honestly think I'd let you blunder in there without me?" She said with a cheeky grin, "You should be asking me to lay your head in my lap and sing you calming words, you great baby!"
Gallus gave Uthri a knowing chuckle. He expected nothing less from her. Gallus then looked over to Peiter and Irenya. Gallus in particular commented to Peiter. "Now, Peit, we've already had the discussion about why you can't be next to Sabine in this battle, but how are you holding up? Are you alright with this?"
Janius rook Kaleeth's hand absand stood up with the rest of them. "I think I'm curious as well?" He chuckled with a hint of humility, "Either that or I'm going to have a sudden need to practice more."
They did not have to look very hard for Sabine. They spotted her coming towards them a few moments after Peiter emerged. She was clothed and looking bright, but Meesei knew the smell on her well. Sabine walked up and gave Meesei, Kaleeth, and Janius all a quick hug each as she addressed them. "Hello. Where are the others?"
Gallus' pack meeting started as soon as Peiter joined them. They were seated slightly out of the way, but still close to their's and Meesei's pack's tents. Gallus stood to begin speaking, the gravity of his tone distracting from his strange smell and appearance.
"Alright, so, I wanted to catch up with everyone before sundown, when everyone was still more awake, but this'll have to do." Gallus took a deep breath. "I will not paint a false picture for you all. This battle tomorrow will be the largest that any of you have been involved in. It will be more spread out than Bruma. If you are on the field to fight, it is unlikely that you will not fight. Given the danger that we will be stepping into, I want to be absolutely sure that everyone is ready. Those of us going in will be sticking together, no exceptions but on my orders. Keep your defences raised, stay in formation, and most of all...do what you always do; look out for one another."
Gallus gave a moment for the words to sink in before he continued. "Now, it stands that we couldn't have known to get into anything of this scale when we left Bruma. It's frankly unfair for me to drag you all into this. However, I wouldn't do it if I didn't think any of you were capable. As well, you're my pack. I care about you all. I, and those around you, shall do their utmost to keep you safe. This battle means a lot to many fellow lycans." Gallus nodded to one side. "That said, if any of you no longer wish to take part tomorrow --" Gallus pushed his upturned palm through the air, "-- now's the time. If you have any general concerns as well, now's the time."
Tzirret knew that he was already staying out of the fight, so he just wrapped his arms around his knees and kept quiet.
Uthri was the first to answer. "You honestly think I'd let you blunder in there without me?" She said with a cheeky grin, "You should be asking me to lay your head in my lap and sing you calming words, you great baby!"
Gallus gave Uthri a knowing chuckle. He expected nothing less from her. Gallus then looked over to Peiter and Irenya. Gallus in particular commented to Peiter. "Now, Peit, we've already had the discussion about why you can't be next to Sabine in this battle, but how are you holding up? Are you alright with this?"
With one more nod, Gallus turned to leave, running one hand under Ri'vashi's chin. When he left the tent, he picked up to a brisk walk and his expression became somewhat troubled.
Together in their tent, Sabine was curled up around Peiter's side, just having caught her breath after their passionate moment. It was not uncommon for them to just lay together and stare into one another's eyes for a while after such moments. This time, Sabine's blissful smile was interrupted by some rough footsteps approaching their tent. She shifted her head to the sound, which stopped nearby and pat against the canvas three times. Gallus' voice spoke, "Peiter? Finish up. Pack meeting. Ten minutes." The footsteps then resumed, fading as quickly as they came without confirming if Peiter was even within the tent.
Sabine ran a hand up Peiter's chest and leaned her head forward to kiss him quickly. She had a relaxed smile. "You'd better go," she mumbled, before beginning to sit up and clean the sweat from herself.
"When you put it that way, perhaps we should just hunt small game instead," Fendros conceded with a squinted eye. He continued with a twist of his head, "We could reuse what we kill if you make them a thrall, if we don't want to bring them back for meat." That much was a decision for later. For now, Fendros turned to look to Meesei. "Hey alpha, do you mind if we go out hunting for a bit, or do we need to ask another official?"
Janius offered a hand for a moment and looked back into the fire pit. "Well, suit yourself." He breathed out a silent laugh. "If is funny to think how much Sabine has grown, though. It still doesn't feel quite normal to think of her doing what she's doing."
It was at that moment that Gallus' determined footsteps reached the group at the fire pit. In the dim light his dishevelled hair was just perceptible but his strangely stern expression clearer. He didn't step too close, but that didn't stop an unfamiliar smell emanating from him. "Greetings everyone. Had a bit of...business to take care of." He looked to Meesei, "Mind if I pull away my folks for a while? It'll just be for a few minutes and afterwards we can all catch up." His eyes scanned over Tzirret, Irenya, and Uthri, "I'm late to talk about this assault with all you lot. It's important we're all on the same page of the book."
Together in their tent, Sabine was curled up around Peiter's side, just having caught her breath after their passionate moment. It was not uncommon for them to just lay together and stare into one another's eyes for a while after such moments. This time, Sabine's blissful smile was interrupted by some rough footsteps approaching their tent. She shifted her head to the sound, which stopped nearby and pat against the canvas three times. Gallus' voice spoke, "Peiter? Finish up. Pack meeting. Ten minutes." The footsteps then resumed, fading as quickly as they came without confirming if Peiter was even within the tent.
Sabine ran a hand up Peiter's chest and leaned her head forward to kiss him quickly. She had a relaxed smile. "You'd better go," she mumbled, before beginning to sit up and clean the sweat from herself.
"When you put it that way, perhaps we should just hunt small game instead," Fendros conceded with a squinted eye. He continued with a twist of his head, "We could reuse what we kill if you make them a thrall, if we don't want to bring them back for meat." That much was a decision for later. For now, Fendros turned to look to Meesei. "Hey alpha, do you mind if we go out hunting for a bit, or do we need to ask another official?"
Janius offered a hand for a moment and looked back into the fire pit. "Well, suit yourself." He breathed out a silent laugh. "If is funny to think how much Sabine has grown, though. It still doesn't feel quite normal to think of her doing what she's doing."
It was at that moment that Gallus' determined footsteps reached the group at the fire pit. In the dim light his dishevelled hair was just perceptible but his strangely stern expression clearer. He didn't step too close, but that didn't stop an unfamiliar smell emanating from him. "Greetings everyone. Had a bit of...business to take care of." He looked to Meesei, "Mind if I pull away my folks for a while? It'll just be for a few minutes and afterwards we can all catch up." His eyes scanned over Tzirret, Irenya, and Uthri, "I'm late to talk about this assault with all you lot. It's important we're all on the same page of the book."
The grammar of Ahnasha's suggestion threw Fendros off for a fraction of a second, not because he was fussy, but because it gave him an idea. "We might go hunting small game, yes. We might have to get permission to wander out a bit, but..." Fendros crossed his arms, holding his bow at his side. "Those scamps I've seen you summon for practice, would they work?"
Janius pulled a face that was both amused and questioning, as if he had misheard Meesei. He blinked, glanced away, and then shrugged. "Probably no longer than any of us spend mating. I've not been keeping track. For all I know, they're finished and playing a card game."
Such on odd question of course made Janius take notice of Meesei's demeanour. He narrowed his eyes and smiled at Meesei, angling his head curiously. "Is she alright? You seem worried about something."
With the reminder, Gallus immediately paused his dressing, reached for his discarded waterskin, and took an enthusiastic swig. Partial relief washed over him as the cool liquid ran down his throat, but he did not drink too deeply to spare his nausea. He took a breath before he responded to Ri'vashi properly and continued sliding on his clothing and equipment. "Right, sorry for falling asleep afterwards. I wasn't...exactly at my best." Gallus' words were stilted as he tried to multitask. "No headache, I don't think I had enough to drink for that. It's just...that moon sugar sits in my stomach. I don't think I'll be running around for a few hours."
Gallus seemed to rush to get on the last of his buckles and check that he had everything. "Look, er, I have to see my pack before the assault. I'm probably overdue to do that now." Gallus finished, stepped up to where Ri'vashi sat and smiled, hesitating. It didn't take much thought to at least show some courtesy. He took her cheeks and quickly pecked a kiss on her lips. "Catch up with me later, will you?" he murmured with a convincing smile.
It was after a moment to hear her reply that Gallus made motions to leave.
Janius pulled a face that was both amused and questioning, as if he had misheard Meesei. He blinked, glanced away, and then shrugged. "Probably no longer than any of us spend mating. I've not been keeping track. For all I know, they're finished and playing a card game."
Such on odd question of course made Janius take notice of Meesei's demeanour. He narrowed his eyes and smiled at Meesei, angling his head curiously. "Is she alright? You seem worried about something."
With the reminder, Gallus immediately paused his dressing, reached for his discarded waterskin, and took an enthusiastic swig. Partial relief washed over him as the cool liquid ran down his throat, but he did not drink too deeply to spare his nausea. He took a breath before he responded to Ri'vashi properly and continued sliding on his clothing and equipment. "Right, sorry for falling asleep afterwards. I wasn't...exactly at my best." Gallus' words were stilted as he tried to multitask. "No headache, I don't think I had enough to drink for that. It's just...that moon sugar sits in my stomach. I don't think I'll be running around for a few hours."
Gallus seemed to rush to get on the last of his buckles and check that he had everything. "Look, er, I have to see my pack before the assault. I'm probably overdue to do that now." Gallus finished, stepped up to where Ri'vashi sat and smiled, hesitating. It didn't take much thought to at least show some courtesy. He took her cheeks and quickly pecked a kiss on her lips. "Catch up with me later, will you?" he murmured with a convincing smile.
It was after a moment to hear her reply that Gallus made motions to leave.
Even if Ahnasha missed with two arrows, each wooden thunk upon the old shields they used as targets was a clear demonstration of her skill. Fendros did not feel as if matching her were impossible but he knew that there would be little challenge lost on his turn. Outwardly, he continued to banter. "You had better not be going easy on me, Ahna." He flashed her a grin before stepping up to the line.
Fendros' shots were successful in a different order. His first arrow actually stuck in near the top edge of the first target by equal parts skill and luck. He didn't have time to celebrate as he had already loosed another arrow. Three more of the targets were hit more or less as accurate as Ahnasha's shots. The last target was undershot. Fendros did not hesitate to loose another arrow and ended up clipping the side of the target, the arrow doing nothing but shaving off a splinter as it flew past. Fendros knew that his last arrow was the only chance of drawing with Ahnasha's volley, so he paused to aim for an instant longer. The arrow flew...and overshot.
"Aah!" Fendros sounded through bared teeth. He shook his head at himself and took one more shot for posterity. He didn't rush this time, lining it all up with the gentle wind and his heartbeat. The shot landed perfectly on the last target, if in vain. Fendros turned his head to Ahnasha and smiled with his lips pursed upward. He raised his finger and paused, then spoke familiar words. "Two out of three?"
"Mara's mercy," Janius exclaimed quietly to Kaleeth's story, "that would be hard to forget."
As for Sabine, Janius gave a chuckle. "Oh, they'll be done eventually, I'm sure. Maybe we can rope her into a competition tonight, seeing as you're so interested, Meesei."
It was not daylight that woke Gallus up, or even the slow, heavy breathing Ri'vashi next to him. He woke up in the dark with a full bladder and a roiling stomach. He no longer had the numbness of the alcohol or the splendour of the moon sugar in his senses, but he didn't have the time to think. He needed to get up before he potentially made a mess of Ri'vashi's bedding. Ri'vashi's bedding? Yes, that's right.
"Hircine's hounds, that's right. Oh!" Gallus grumbled and realised that both his arms were asleep from being held so tightly. "Uh, Ri'vashi," Gallus whispered, carefully easing her arms off him, "I need to relieve myself, I'll be a moment."
When Gallus finally escaped he put on the bare minimum of clothes to somewhat disguise his activities, for all the good it would do, and strode out of the pavilion to deal with immediate matters. His nausea was not settling as quickly as he would have liked, but now sober, he could think about what just happened. Not only had he bedded someone that he wasn't particularly attracted to physically, it was one of the leaders of tomorrow's assault, the head of an entire clan, and someone who had so little relationship experience that her immaturity might be disruptive by the end of it. Gallus sighed, feeling as though this was the one unique way that he seemed to mess everything up. How he managed to do so here was beyond his belief. He should have been more assertive in spurning Ri'vashi. Perhaps he shouldn't have had so much of that sugared wine.
Gallus returned to Ri'vashi's tent and quietly began to dress himself properly. He gave unsure glances in Ri'vashi's direction, but did not initiate conversation.
Fendros' shots were successful in a different order. His first arrow actually stuck in near the top edge of the first target by equal parts skill and luck. He didn't have time to celebrate as he had already loosed another arrow. Three more of the targets were hit more or less as accurate as Ahnasha's shots. The last target was undershot. Fendros did not hesitate to loose another arrow and ended up clipping the side of the target, the arrow doing nothing but shaving off a splinter as it flew past. Fendros knew that his last arrow was the only chance of drawing with Ahnasha's volley, so he paused to aim for an instant longer. The arrow flew...and overshot.
"Aah!" Fendros sounded through bared teeth. He shook his head at himself and took one more shot for posterity. He didn't rush this time, lining it all up with the gentle wind and his heartbeat. The shot landed perfectly on the last target, if in vain. Fendros turned his head to Ahnasha and smiled with his lips pursed upward. He raised his finger and paused, then spoke familiar words. "Two out of three?"
"Mara's mercy," Janius exclaimed quietly to Kaleeth's story, "that would be hard to forget."
As for Sabine, Janius gave a chuckle. "Oh, they'll be done eventually, I'm sure. Maybe we can rope her into a competition tonight, seeing as you're so interested, Meesei."
It was not daylight that woke Gallus up, or even the slow, heavy breathing Ri'vashi next to him. He woke up in the dark with a full bladder and a roiling stomach. He no longer had the numbness of the alcohol or the splendour of the moon sugar in his senses, but he didn't have the time to think. He needed to get up before he potentially made a mess of Ri'vashi's bedding. Ri'vashi's bedding? Yes, that's right.
"Hircine's hounds, that's right. Oh!" Gallus grumbled and realised that both his arms were asleep from being held so tightly. "Uh, Ri'vashi," Gallus whispered, carefully easing her arms off him, "I need to relieve myself, I'll be a moment."
When Gallus finally escaped he put on the bare minimum of clothes to somewhat disguise his activities, for all the good it would do, and strode out of the pavilion to deal with immediate matters. His nausea was not settling as quickly as he would have liked, but now sober, he could think about what just happened. Not only had he bedded someone that he wasn't particularly attracted to physically, it was one of the leaders of tomorrow's assault, the head of an entire clan, and someone who had so little relationship experience that her immaturity might be disruptive by the end of it. Gallus sighed, feeling as though this was the one unique way that he seemed to mess everything up. How he managed to do so here was beyond his belief. He should have been more assertive in spurning Ri'vashi. Perhaps he shouldn't have had so much of that sugared wine.
Gallus returned to Ri'vashi's tent and quietly began to dress himself properly. He gave unsure glances in Ri'vashi's direction, but did not initiate conversation.
Yeah, I just made a wild guess for a long range that exceptional archers like Fendros and Ahnasha could possibly do. It's no big deal to me if you think we should change it.
If Gallus were to wake up a couple of hours later, would Ri'vashi still be around?
Fendros laughed as he retrieved his bow and went walked to put some targets in place. "If we weren't in a camp full of wandering people, I might make you prove that!" Fendros shouted back to Ahnasha at a distance, "Come help me put these in place, will you?"
With the targets set up, the couple assumed a firing position two hundred paces away and Fendros cut a line in the dirt with the end of his scabbard. "Ladies first," Fendros said with a smile as he gestured a flat hand to the line.
Janius huffed out a small laugh. "If course it would be frost," he muttered. In spite of his sarcasm, he raised his voice to normal to answer properly. "I've been practising both, but I'll admit, helping to teach Kaleeth here how to fight has put more time into martial skills."
That thought gave Janius a question that he faced Kaleeth with. "Hmm, Kaleeth, love, have we ever talked about learning magic before? You learning, specifically."
With the targets set up, the couple assumed a firing position two hundred paces away and Fendros cut a line in the dirt with the end of his scabbard. "Ladies first," Fendros said with a smile as he gestured a flat hand to the line.
Janius huffed out a small laugh. "If course it would be frost," he muttered. In spite of his sarcasm, he raised his voice to normal to answer properly. "I've been practising both, but I'll admit, helping to teach Kaleeth here how to fight has put more time into martial skills."
That thought gave Janius a question that he faced Kaleeth with. "Hmm, Kaleeth, love, have we ever talked about learning magic before? You learning, specifically."
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@Muttonhawk@Rtron, As for the Rovaick, I do want Teknall to interact with them. It is through this interaction that I intend for Teknall to get inspiration for making Skytre's demigod. When you make the doc send me it too, please.
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Sent. We're already under way.
Yeah, it was frost.
G'night!
G'night!
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